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Well.. good grief!
I was on the way back from the party and came across a car in the off ramp with hazard lights blinking. I could've passed on the left, but I slowed down to see what was up. The cabbie motioned me to roll down my window, so I asked if he was alright. He told me that he needed a tow truck (do I look like a tow truck?). I asked him if he needed a phone, but he told me that he had called them.
*scratches head*
Well, he looked like he wanted to say more, so I hung around for a little bit. That's when the lady in the back seat came out of the car and poked her head into my open window. She asked me if I could give her a ride home. (She didn't live very far from that point.)
Many of you may have heard of those urban legends of hitchhikers robbing their drivers and such, but I don't think any would be robber would've wanted to try with the mood I was in, so I told her that I'd give her the ride.
To make a short story shorter, she hopped into the car, we chatted for a bit, and I dropped her off at home. End of story. I felt pretty darned good afterward though.
